The old fridge is in the house. The new one in resting and emptied. The crying, whining, frazzled monster is now in the bed. Geoffrey and I finished up transfering food from freezer to freezer. He asked where I wantedd my cabinet moved, I told him, and he put it in the shed. NOT where I said to put it. Ah well, it can stay there until my husband changes back from his monster form into the creepy man we all know and love. lol Geoffrey was singing Hit the road Jack, and don’t ya come back no more no more no more, hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more! lol Steve didn’t get the joke, but the song had the dog trying to get us, and Geoffrey laughing, and me and him sharing a joke…it was pretty funny. We finally chased Steve up to bed and while it’s hot as hell in here, it’s calm and peaceful.